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2026-04-30 20:07:57
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My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Kidnapped
Zoya’s POV Emilia’s laughter cut through the soft music as she chased two other children around the long table stacked with presents. Vito’s arm stayed warm around my waist, his thumb tracing slow circles against my hip while we watched her.I leaned into him for a moment, letting myself believe the evening could stay this simple.My phone vibrated in the pocket of my dress.I slipped free of Vito’s hold and checked the screen. It was an unknown number, the message was short, polite, and carefully worded: "Good evening, Ms. Zoya. This is a courier service arranged by Benito. He has sent a birthday package for Emilia, something special he wanted delivered privately so it wouldn’t interrupt the party. The package is waiting just outside the main gate. Please collect it yourself, the courier was instructed not to enter the grounds for security reasons. Happy birthday to the little one."My gut feeling told me not to go that way would Benito send another present for Emilia when the one
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Where is Zoya?
Takara's POV I kept staring at my watch, checking if the time I had arranged to carry out my plan, but time stretched on forever.I’d spent months trying to win Zoya over by faking a relationship with her dumb brat. No matter what I did, that stupid girl refused to trust me.I’d had to endure so much, listening to her daughter’s endless, mindless stories, sitting through boring movies and now I was stuck at this stupid party with a smile glued to my face, as if I cared about a single thing happening here.My phone dinged. I set the champagne glass down, read the message, and muttered, “Finally.” I placed the phone aside, picked up the glass again, and smiled.Zoya and Vito stood hugging each other, watching the brat play with the other children. The garden air hung thick with the scent of sugar, frosting, and expensive perfume. Soft music drifted from the speakers, mixing with the high-pitched laughter of kids.I watched Zoya check her phone, slip free of Vito’s arms, and walk away.
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Happy birthday
The words left my mouth softer than I intended, almost like a promise to myself as much as to her. Emilia’s small hand tightened around mine, and she tugged me toward the back door with the kind of eager force only a child on the brink of something wonderful could manage. Vittoria followed, still muttering under her breath about snakes in expensive heels, but the moment we stepped back into the afternoon light the tension began to loosen its grip.Outside, the garden had transformed even further in the short time we’d been gone. The bodyguards had finally wrestled the tall billboard of Emilia’s smiling face into place near the entrance path. Her painted eyes sparkled under the sun, cheeks round and bright, the way they looked when she was truly happy. Strings of soft fairy lights had been woven through the trees, waiting for dusk. Tables covered in white linen stood ready, each one holding low arrangements of pale pink peonies and baby’s breath. The mountain of pastel balloons Vi
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Happy birthday
The words left my mouth softer than I intended, almost like a promise to myself as much as to her. Emilia’s small hand tightened around mine, and she tugged me toward the back door with the kind of eager force only a child on the brink of something wonderful could manage. Vittoria followed, still muttering under her breath about snakes in expensive heels, but the moment we stepped back into the afternoon light the tension began to loosen its grip.Outside, the garden had transformed even further in the short time we’d been gone. The bodyguards had finally wrestled the tall billboard of Emilia’s smiling face into place near the entrance path. Her painted eyes sparkled under the sun, cheeks round and bright, the way they looked when she was truly happy. Strings of soft fairy lights had been woven through the trees, waiting for dusk. Tables covered in white linen stood ready, each one holding low arrangements of pale pink peonies and baby’s breath. The mountain of pastel balloons Vit
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Birthday preparations
Zoya’s POV“You should be careful with that. We don’t want it falling on anybody, do we?” I called out to one of Vito’s bodyguards who was struggling with a tall billboard of Emilia’s smiling face. The hot afternoon sun glared off the glossy surface, and the sharp scent of fresh paint mixed with the dusty outdoor air made the afternoon very refreshing. Everything about today was refreshing.“Of course, ma’am.”Tomorrow was Emilia’s birthday party, and I was more excited than the birthday girl herself. It couldn’t be helped. The house had been gloomy for weeks since the accident, quiet in a way that pressed on the chest. This celebration would finally bring life and noise back into the rooms.“Miss Event Planner, is this enough or do I need to pump some more?” Vittoria asked from her corner, surrounded by a small mountain of pastel balloons. The rubbery squeak of each new balloon filled the space.“I think it’ll be enough.”Vittoria dropped onto her backside with a soft thud against th
My Ex-Fiancé’s Stepbrother Wants Me Do I disgust you?
Zoya's POVFor what it's worth, Emilia's birthday party was coming up. That was something I could use to distract myself with.Takara had opted to help. I didn't know what had happened, but ever since the accident, she had been trying so hard to get close to me. I had tried just as hard to avoid her, but how could you avoid someone you lived under the same roof with?She had even gone as far as getting close to Emilia. Something about it didn't seem genuine to me, but I couldn't stop my daughter from hanging out with her because Takara hadn't done anything wrong. Not yet, anyway."What are you thinking about?"Vito's voice pulled me out of my train of thought, his warm breath fanning against my ear."Nothing," I muttered, staring at him.Vito cupped my cheeks, and before I knew it, he was kissing me.His hand settled at the base of my neck while his tongue moved against mine.Just when things were getting intense, he pulled away and simply hugged me.That was how it had been for the p
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Zoya’s POVMr. Handsome pushed a stall door open and maneuvered us inside, our lips never parting from each other. I hungrily unbuttoned his shirt while he reached under my blouse and cupped one of my breasts through my bra.He finally broke the kiss but didn’t stop fondling my breast. He sucked d
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